Friday, June 5, 2009

Track 10 (21st Century Writings)

What does it mean, what does it matter,
Did you think that life was your silver platter?
Look at what's comin' down the street,
Fate is nippin' at your feet.

You seem so sad, you seem so disappointed,
To find out that you were not the anointed.
Heaven has opened up its door,
And you're still lying on the floor.

CHORUS:
It all seems so unusual, it all seems so strange,
That you would expect everyone else to re-arrange
To make it just right for you,
Isn't that what you're really trying to do?

You always thought that you were some bad
desperado,
Did you really think it gave you your bravado?
Talkin' with the wind in your hair,
You're not goin' anywhere.
Now that you're alone, you act so broken-hearted,
But you pouted and raged, until they all departed.
Can't you see the writing on the wall?
You had a part in making it fall.

Have you stepped outside of all of your confusion,
Long enough to find, it's just one big illusion?
Trying to swim your way up stream,
Could that just really be a dream?

You'd think that we could find someplace to live in,
Where we didn't need to make everything a prison.
Life doesn't have to be that rough,
Why do we need to go out and make it tough?

Life was never meant to be your plump tomato,
What you do today, is what you get tomorrow;
You just thought it would be so neat,
To have it all just laid down at your feet.

How can you say that it wasn't your own doin',
that someone else was the cause of all your ruin?
Baby that sounds so neat,
But try to take that between the sheets.

We think it's so safe, to live in mutual exclusion,
While in our own world, we draw our vain
conclusions.
Wouldn't it be so grand,
If everyone would follow, our well-laid plan?

Now for ourselves, we seek some resolution,
Did you really believe, someone else could give you
absolution?
Why don't you wake up and see the light,
You're the one who has to set it right.

You're holding on so tight, to all that you believe in,
And try to make them real, and it's going to be your ruin.
For with them we can never be free,
Why is that so hard for you to see?

And now I bring this song to its own conclusion,
It would be so nice to see some resolution.
Because the pain doesn't deserve you anymore,
Why don't we just open up our doors?

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